Jasper

It was like any other day, in all honesty. Everyone except Dakota dislikes me and I'm doing well in my classes. To be honest, it's boring since I can barely see Dakota during school hours. With him, I feel genuinely safe from the outside world. Deep down, I know he won't be like .

It was lunch and as usual, I sat by Dakota. We were just chatting a lot rather than eating. "Are you gonna do anything this weekend?", he asks. "Not really", I reply. "Well, we can go to the gym again then. If I remember correctly, you only went once last week and just disappeared completely these past three days", he says.

I winced at that statement. My entire body hurt the day after I went and it made me not want to go. "You already got the membership so you really should use it instead of just wasting money like that", he says. "I know", I say. Why did I think going to the gym was a good idea?

The bell rang, signalling that lunch has ended. We handed back our trays to the lunch lady and headed to class. I had Art and then Math before going home. So, I headed quickly to class and sat at my desk. I'm glad no one sits next to me since it'll be hard for me to explain any of my drawings.

Everyone comes on and settles down as the teacher starts the lesson. It was uneventful, unless you count getting glares every now and then. Anyway, it was just boring nonetheless. The rest of the day was the same and before I knew it, it was the end of the day. I met up with Dakota as usual and we started to head back.

Without him, I am 100% sure I would be ambushed by some of the students. Probably telling me to leave and not talk to Dakota because I'm a 'two eyed freak'. What the hell ever. I made it back home and Dakota leaves as usual. Well, I can get used to this. Peace and quiet, at last.

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It was the next day and I felt pretty tired still. But, I don't really have an excuse to not go to school. So, I just got dressed and quickly headed to school. I just want this week to be over already. As per usual, Dakota waited for me at the entrance of the school and we headed in together.

We just kept talking until we got to the homeroom. We head inside but for some reason, something felt odd about it. I can't really put my finger on it. "Is that an extra desk?", Dakota asks suddenly. I count each desk and realise that, there was in fact, an extra desk in class.

"I guess another new student is joining. Wow, is this the transferring year or something?", Dakota says. "Probably", I joke. We talked for a bit more before sitting down at our desk. The bell rings just as we had sat at our desk. Furs were pouring in through the door. In a few short minutes, the entire class was already filled, saved for the seat behind Dakota.

Why are they suddenly transferring here? Something happened at the old school like me or was it just relentless bullying? Meh, it didn't matter to me. As long as they aren't a stuck up jerk, they can be in my good graces. The teacher walks in and starts taking attendance. Well, it was the same as usual and I don't think this new kid can make anything different really.

"Okay, class. We will be having yet another new student. Like last time, please welcome him properly", the teacher announces. Then, the new kid walks in. My heart skips a beat and my face pales. I stop myself from showing how nervous I was feeling. No, it can't be. Is he stalking me or something?

That is beyond levels of creepiness. I thought being a psychopath was the only thing he was capable of. I didn't think stalking would be on his agenda. Why is he even stalking me? Last time I heard, he said he didn't care what happened to me. If I died, broke my legs or got cancer, he wouldn't even bat an eye.

Now, he's here. If he thinks he scares me, then he's absolutely wrong. First of all, how dare he follow me to this school. The one place I was finally feeling free and safe, turned into a damn nightmare. Second of all, what a fucking hypocrite. He physically and verbally abused me, made me leave my old school and for what? For him to just fucking follow me?

Like hell I'm gonna tuck my tail between my legs. I'm done taking everyone's shit. I'm done with being assaulted just for having two different coloured eyes. And, I cannot stress this enough, I'm done with furs making fun of my damn heritage.

So, what? My grandfather was a raccoon but my father was a pure wolf. That doesn't mean fucking anything to you. I was seething and glaring at the hyena who dared to insult my entire family. Who called me a 'dumpster diver' and 'trash slut'. I won't go down without a damn fight.

"Hello all. My name is Jordan Trooper and I transferred here from Illinois", he says. I can already hear the whispers from the girls. Saying how 'charming' and 'handsome' he looks. Oh, ladies. You haven't seen his other side yet. His other side is very much disgusting and ugly.

"Thank you, Jordan. You may take a seat next to Dakota", the teacher says as he gestures to where Dakota is. He passes by me and I swear, I saw a smug grin that I would love to just beat the shit out of. I silently plot ways to embarass and anger him subtly. And, I don't think I can do this alone.

He knows me all too well so I'll need someone to help me. Someone he wouldn't suspect would even do harm to him. Someone who can protect my back no matter how hard the circumstances are. Well, I'll leave the planning for tomorrow. For now, I'll have to stay by Dakota very closely for the rest of the year.